Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

Bian Ding was paralyzed on the ground after the needle was pulled, and the pain was unbearable. Hearing Xia Chu's name, he felt a chill in his heart.

Seeing Xia Chu turned around to leave, he quickly added, "Bingwen asked you to go directly to the third floor, and the window will be opened for you."

At the beginning of Xia, the trend stopped for a while, and he wondered what kind of amazing person had come to Wentian Pavilion to make Bingwen take such trouble.

Bian Ding saw that he went out of the room and simply lay down on the ground. He really didn't have the strength to keep up with him. He had to slow down...

When he went out in early Xia, he called out a raven, and after a while, two figures, one gray and one black, fell.

The gray-clothed raven looks sassy, ​​and the black-clothed edge is full of bruises...

Xia Chu coughed lightly and asked Bian Hao, "Who's here?"

Bian Hao shook his swollen head, and his originally handsome little face was completely unfathomable: "I don't know, wearing a bamboo hat with a gauze veil, I can't see my face clearly. But it's definitely not small, and there are a lot of masters buried around."

"It's interesting." Xia Chu's lips curled into a smile, and he took the raven out of the door and went straight to Wentian Pavilion.

When he arrived at the back alley of Wentian Pavilion, Xia Chu looked at no one around and asked the raven beside him, "How many people are buried there?"

The raven closed his eyes to sense it, and replied after a while, "Twelve."

Xia Chu frowned slightly. This number was quite a lot. As King Mo, Xiao Mubai had only six hidden guards, and the emperor had only ten hidden guards.

"You go over there, I'm going to go to the third floor." Xia Chu pointed in a direction, and the raven rose from the ground.

In an instant, one gray and three blacks flashed into the distance, Xia Chu rushed to the ground and flew up to the third floor of Wentian Pavilion without a sound.

Stepping on the speckled and broken sunlight in the window tallow, Xia Chu lightly jumped in.

The ground on the third floor was covered with various types of animal skin carpets, which were extremely heavy.

Therefore, when Xia Chu jumped down, the soles of his white boots sank into the fur, and there was no sound at all, and he walked to the door quietly.

Because of the spiral staircase, he couldn't see below, but he also wanted to get closer and listen to the movement below.

"Sir, I have no patience."

Xia Chu heard the familiar low voice, and the body near the door froze as if struck by lightning.

Good guy, is Yue Fengwan coming to Wentian Pavilion to buy news from Bingwen?

"It's not too early, sir, why don't you go to dinner first, Bingwen will be waiting here." Xia Chu listened to Bingwen's gentle voice, and his decent and calm demeanor instantly appeared in his mind.

"Young master, don't let me down." Yue Fengwan chuckled after saying that, but Xia Chu's heart tensed for no reason, and then the sound of 'da da' going downstairs sounded in his ears.

Bingwen's smiling face froze, watching his figure exit Wentian Pavilion from the window, and then turned around to prepare to go downstairs.

At this moment, someone suddenly gave a light tap on the shoulder, but Bingwen breathed a sigh of relief: "If you don't come again, I plan to go to the Hou's Mansion to find you in person."

However, Xia Chu suddenly reached out to take his pulse and spoke in an unusually serious tone: "Do you know who he is?"

Bingwen turned around and saw that his face was very solemn, he couldn't help frowning and said: "I don't know, he never took off the bamboo hat with the gauze curtain, but this person makes me very uncomfortable, very oppressive, that feeling I've only felt it in one person."

"Oh?" Xia Chu raised his eyebrows and withdrew his pulse-diagnosing hand.

"Your Majesty." Bingwen felt ridiculous when he finished speaking, and shook his head. This man's voice and age were far from the emperor's, and it was impossible, but the majesty around him was real.

"You feel sharp." Xia Chu sighed and walked upstairs.

Bingwen was shocked, and he seemed to recognize Xia Chu's tone. Combining his actions and demeanor just now, his complexion changed drastically and he ran upstairs.

"No way..." Bingwen walked to the long rosewood desk opposite Xia Chu and sat down, looking at him with an unbelievable expression.

Xia Chu said that he felt sharp, which meant that the man just now was indeed an emperor?

Today's Mongolian Khan, King Liang and King Hu are all middle-aged, so the only thing left is the Western Regions, the Empress of the Western Regions is young, and only the regent who is in power is the feared regent.

He didn't even know about these matters in the Western Regions, and he just learned about it thanks to the investigation he conducted in the city a few days ago.

With such a combination now, it is no wonder that Xia Chu had just given him a pulse.

He stared at his wrist in a daze. According to the news, the regent of the Western Regions could be said to have used poison to invisible...

"No poisoning, be careful." Xia Chu opened the two wine glasses on the case and picked up the plain white porcelain bottle and wine jar.

Fortunately, Bingwen kept everything on the third floor ready at all times. At this moment, he could get it at his fingertips, poured two glasses of wine, and pushed him a glass.

Bingwen took it and took a sip. After suppressing his shock, he asked, "How much have you heard?"

"It's late, I only heard the last two sentences." Xia Chu finished his glass of wine: "What did he come to ask?"

Bingwen's heart turned upside down, that was the regent of the Western Regions, and now he appeared in the capital of Xiao Kingdom, Xia Chu was not surprised, and he calmly asked him what news he came to buy...

Bingwen actually overestimated Xia Chu this time. Xia Chu is not not shocked, he has already been attacked, and he has calmed down now. Seeing Bingwen staring at him absently, he sighed and pushed him: " What about you?"

Only then did Bingwen wake up from his daze and replied to him, "He's here to buy news about someone."

The hand pouring wine at the beginning of Xia paused: "The hostess of the Miao family incense shop?"

"How do you know?" Bingwen had just calmed down a little, but at this moment, he was inevitably shocked again.

Because the news that this person bought was the same as what Xia Chu had investigated, Bingwen hurriedly asked Jie Wu and Bian Hao to find him.

But they just asked them to look for it, and did not say why, how did Xia Chu know?

"Didn't you just say you only heard the last two sentences?" Bingwen flashed his big bewildered eyes.

"Guess." Xia Chu picked up the wine glass, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "It seems that you guessed right."

Bingwen listened to his answer, and his face was blue and yellow. This makes him in the position of intelligence, how can it be...

"I have a relationship with him, so you don't have to be so depressed." Xia Chu laughed out loud when he saw his appearance.

"Then how do I get back to him?" Bingwen's injured heart was slightly comforted, and then he remembered something: "Since you know him, you should avoid him quickly, he will come after dinner."

Xia Chu glanced at the silver lampstands placed in the four corners of the attic. In the carved candlesticks on the lampstands, the smoke was rising continuously in the small Xuan stove.

He closed his eyes, took a breath of the unique fragrance in the air, sighed, looked up at Bingwen after a while, and said with emotion, "It's too late..."